When the medicinal year reaches a certain level, it is not as simple as one plus one, but it will produce qualitative changes.

"I don't know if the aura of Qinglong Mountain and Black Wind Mountain can withstand the growth of a 60,000-year-old ginseng!"

Xuan Qing frowned slightly.

Performing the 'Time Acceleration (Grass and Trees) function not only consumes ingots, but also requires the relative growth environment of the plant.

Before, he accelerated the nine ghost grasses, draining the entire Netherland, and the city god was almost killed.

"Forget it, it's better to take it easy then, in case the land gods of Black Wind Mountain and Qinglong Mountain are killed, it won't be good."

Xuan Qing shook his head.

There is no hurry to speed up the refining of elixir, first return to the real world, get some food to Black Wind Town, and eliminate those grievances in the sky above Black Wind Town.

Just right.

Six years have passed on the Black Wind side, and correspondingly, half a year has passed on the real world side.

Half a year.

I don't know if anything has happened in the real world.

Thinking so.

The mind moved.

"Get out of the game!"

....

...

The real world.

Qingping view.

On the futon in the master bedroom of the inner courtyard, a Taoist sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes.

"Whew~"

Xuan Qing exhaled a long breath.

sat for half a year, but did not bring the slightest discomfort to the body, but the whole was refreshed.

This is naturally due to the breakthrough of cultivation and the return of the gods to the void, as well as the merit holy body refined in the Bagua furnace.

First things first.

Charge your phone and turn it on.

"Sure enough, it's been half a year here!" Xuanqing looked at the date on his phone.

That's how it works.

One day in the heavenly court of the game world is equivalent to thirty-six days in the real world.

"It seems that in the game world in the future, if you want to go to heaven, you have to pay attention to the problem of time flow rate."

"Now let's go and collect the incense from the Taoist temple first!"

The mind moved.

A translucent shadow floated out of Xuanqing's body and flew in the direction of the Taoist Temple.

......

In the main hall.

Pilgrims come and go, so lively.

Today's view of Qingping.

It is very famous in the entire Yan Country, and everyone knows that as long as you step into the main hall of Qingping Temple, the whole person will become calm.

Since the last temple ceremony, the video of the six-year-old Taoist boy hanging and beating the Shuanglong monk has spread all over the Internet, casting a veil of mystery on the already extraordinary Qingping concept.

"All the laymen, scan the code next to take incense, two yuan and one note, remember to incense the main god of the Taoist temple first, burn three incense sticks and knock ....."

The immature voice, echoing in the hall, was Huai Qingyun, a little boy, maintaining order as usual.

However.

is relatively serious and serious than before, but Huai Qingyun at this moment seems a little absent-minded.

Although Huai Qingyun was muttering words in his mouth, his eyes were staring directly at the sky above the god position card.

Slip~

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and swallowed again, trying not to look at the tempting mass of incense.

"Why hasn't the master come back, these incense have dissipated, this... It's too wasteful, woo ~ woo... It's so sad! ”

Just when Huai Qingyun bit his lip, his heart was like a knife.

I saw that the incense on the god tablet suddenly decreased, and in just a few seconds, it disappeared.

"Huh?"

Huai Qingyun was shocked, thinking that something was wrong.

Suddenly.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him, it was Xuanqing, who was out of his body and came to collect incense.

"Sir?"

Huai Qingyun's eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly.

"Qingyun, you have impressed the poor road!" Xuanqing's eyes were filled with appreciation.

With his current cultivation, how can he not see that half a year has passed, and he, a boy, has not stolen a single cent of incense.

Be aware.

The power of incense, for a spirit like Huai Qingyun, the attraction is undoubtedly huge.

This.

From Huai Qingyun's mind, the wetness caused by the large amount of saliva secretion can be known.

Thanks to the saliva, the saliva of the spirit does not smell, but has a scent of grass and trees, otherwise it will be ugly.

"Sir.. What impresses you? ”

Huai Qingyun tilted his head, pretending not to understand, but the cunning that flashed in his eyes betrayed him.

"Hehe, pretend to be stupid!"

Xuan Qing smiled and shook his head.

Sometimes, whether he is well-behaved or not is compared, and after seeing the two boys of the grandfather, he knows how good Qingyun is!

The mind moved.

Xuanqing took out the Qi Gathering Bead and diverted a small ball of incense power from it, about a hundred ingots.

"You're rewarded!"

Huai Qingyun was overjoyed, swallowed these incense like dates, and then closed his eyes and savored it.

After a while.

When he opened his eyes again, he was gone.

....

...

Now.

Xuanqing's divine soul has returned to the physical body.

took out his mobile phone and dialed Yang Ying's number.

Toot ~ Toot

The phone is connected.

"Dao Chief, you... It's finally out! Yang Ying on the other end of the phone was a little excited.

She had long regarded Xuanqing as the backbone of her heart, if she hadn't known that the Dao Master had great magical powers, she might have been cultivating in retreat, and she would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Dao Chief, I have a lot of things to report to you, are you still in the inner courtyard?"

Xuanqing said into the phone: "Don't report things in a hurry first, you go and buy a hundred tons of flour and send it to the back mountain of Qingping Mountain, the price doesn't matter, you want it today!" ”

"Surface. Flour, a hundred tons? Yang Ying's voice paused, as if something was stuck in her throat.

Soon.

He reacted.

"Okay, I'll get in touch!"

She is a smart person, and she has been working under the Dao Master for so long, so she naturally knows how to do things on weekdays.

....

The phone hangs up.

Xuanqing was in a good mood.

Those victims of Black Wind Town may be a big trouble for people in the Journey to the West world, but for him, it is just a matter of words.

This.

Even the gods and Buddhas couldn't do it, or rather, they didn't want to do it.

After all, compared to the huge amount of cause and effect, the merits earned are not cost-effective.

As the saying goes, there are people who kill heads and buy and sell, but no one comes to buy and sell at a loss, and this is the truth.

.....

It's late afternoon.

After the pilgrims had dispersed.

Trucks full of flour drove on the asphalt road of Qingping Mountain, led by a black commercial vehicle.

Ultimately.

The entire convoy stopped at the end of the road in the back mountain.

After Yang Ying got out of the car, she saw the road chief standing on the side of the road, and her eyes immediately lit up, and she trotted over quickly.

"Dao Chief!"

"Amitayus, you let them take the flour off and put it on the ground!" Xuan Qing said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Dao Chief!"

She hadn't seen her for six months, and although she had a lot of things to say, what she finally wanted now was to complete the task assigned by the Taoist.